My words must not remain words, sound, they must be lived in the consistency, concreteness and substance of love for me.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → These words are full, not empty, full of love.
- → This is eternal truth, divine word, will of God.
- → This word is my blessing.
- → Every act, every thought, every moment not addressed to me is rubbish, promotion of illusion, unworthy choice of you and me, sin, if you like this word.
- → The world has managed to make too many of your words meaningless.
- → Always think of me, remember my presence, desire me, choose me strongly, talk to me and listen to me.
- → Remember me, who I am, who you are for me, love me and the world will not strike you inside, it will not make you its slave.
- → Remember the illusion of the world, of fearing nothing, of going through the difficulties like a game, remember that nothing temporary is consistent.
- → Please remember me, don't let the world take you, for your own good.
- → Confidently remember me, our relationship, who we are, our unbridgeable difference from the world, how the world works to obscure your knowledge and unbalance you.
Relative arguments